William Blake: mysticisme et poésie

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Société française d'imprimerie et de librairie, 1907 - 482 ページ

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363 ページ - Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear: How the Chimney-sweeper's cry Every black'ning Church appalls, And the hapless Soldier's sigh Runs in blood down Palace walls; But most thro' midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlot's curse Blasts the new born Infant's tear.
462 ページ - When the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast And everything else is still. «Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down And the dews of night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies.
77 ページ - Console-toi, tu ne me chercherais pas, si tu ne m'avais trouvé. Je pensais à toi dans mon agonie, j'ai versé telles gouttes de sang pour toi.
341 ページ - Till the little ones, weary, No more can be merry ; The sun does descend, And our sports have an end. Round the laps of their mothers Many sisters and brothers, Like birds in their nest, Are ready for rest ; And sport no more seen On the darkening green.
284 ページ - The Fly Little fly, Thy summer's play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath, And the want Of thought is death, Then am I A happy fly, If I live, Or if I die.
350 ページ - And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love; And these black bodies and this sunburnt face Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
361 ページ - They are both gone up to the church to pray. 'Because I was happy upon the heath, And smiled among the winter's snow, They clothed me in the clothes of death, And taught me to sing the notes of woe. 'And because I am happy and dance and sing, They think they have done me no injury, And are gone to praise God and his priest and king, Who make up a heaven of our misery.
309 ページ - LA TROMPETTE DU JUGEMENT Je vis dans la nuée un clairon monstrueux. Et ce clairon semblait, au seuil profond des cieux, Calme, attendre le souffle immense de l'archange. Ce qui jamais ne meurt, ce qui jamais ne change, L'entourait. A travers un frisson, on sentait Que ce buccin fatal, qui rêve et qui se tait, Quelque part, dans l'endroit où l'on crée, où l'on sème, Avait été forgé par quelqu'un de suprême Avec de l'équité condensée en airain.
383 ページ - Why fade these children of the Spring, born but to smile and fall? Ah! Thel is like a watery bow, and like a parting cloud, Like a reflection in a glass, like shadows in the water, Like dreams of infants, like a smile upon an infant's face, Like the dove's voice, like transient day, like music in the air.
77 ページ - Si tu connaissais tes péchés, tu perdrais cœur. - Je le perdrai donc, Seigneur, car je crois leur malice sur votre assurance. - Non, car moi par qui tu l'apprends t'en peux guérir, et ce que je te le dis est un signe que je te veux guérir. A mesure que tu les expieras, tu les connaîtras et il te sera dit : « Vois les péchés qui te sont remis.

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